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Cúrre ([personal profile] hownkai) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_ooc2015-12-05 08:35 pm
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ABOARD THE MOIRA
Whether adjusting to space travel has been difficult or not, there is always something to be done. From working to leisure, the Moira offers a multitude of opportunities to get to know your crewmates a bit better. Exploration of the ship is highly encouraged, but as another planet grows closer to being docked, things start to get a little hectic. You'll notice a slight change in the artificial gravity as the Moira is pulled into a gravitational field; however, more noticeable changes can be found in the overall morale as you prepare to descend.

☄ on your own
There are plenty of other communal areas on the ship to explore! Pick a place, and see where it takes you. ( These scenarios can be used as in-game canon. )


ERIS — 6578








Welcome to one of the sister Eris planets. This one, unlike many of its counterparts, is incredibly high dollar. For visiting individuals, it is mandatory to wear clothes befitting of such a status. For those aboard the Moira, it means discarding work attire for the formal wear they have been provided. Characters will find the temperature moderately cold, a late fall to early winter feel, and their outwear must reflect the prestige Eris—6578 is universally known for. Any sort of trading is strictly done through computers and electronic orders--nothing hands-on as it's considered beneath the inhabitants to indulge in such outdated means of interaction. Unlike most systems, money is needed to purchase things on Eris. The captains have given the crew unlimited credits; with each transaction, simply "pay" with the MID. ( These scenarios can be used as in-game canon. )

☄ lavish living
Fine dining? The movies? Or perhaps gambling? Whatever your tastes, Eris caters to everyone and everything—the more expensive, the better. There is no limit to what can be done when one has the money to spend, and this lifestyle reflects in the people and surroundings. Even sex is a very ornate process held to the highest discretion. Feel free to indulge, but know that it isn't without its consequences.

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In its underbelly, Eris—6578's main function is the trade and trafficking of bodies for one of two purposes: to be placed in a situation where you are made to kill for another's enjoyment or are tortured and killed based on the client's personal tastes. Each scenario is designed to fit the paying customer's predilections and is often carried out in places secured and private. Remember, money is no object. Therefore, the extent of what they do or make you do has no boundaries either.



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[personal profile] forwardmomentum 2015-12-08 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ what the shit. miles' brows draw down and he looks at ivan -- or maybe not ivan -- more closely, a strange look coming over his face. no, he hadn't mistaken the resemblance, at least, the man really does look like ivan -- tall, annoyingly handsome, though not as much without that affable quality ivan has to him. as he shoves his irritation aside, he realizes, embarrassingly late, that the man's hair isn't quite as dark as ivan's, and -- harder to tell in freefall -- he's even taller than ivan. he has to be gregor's height, at least. miles tilts his head in an expression of total dumbfoundedness and, in his distraction, collides with the wall. miles snarls out a curse in barrayaran russian and scrabbles for something to hold onto, staring at the other man. ]

Alright, so if you're not Ivan, who the hell are you?
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[personal profile] shakhmaty 2015-12-08 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Not-Ivan tsks as he finally straighten against a wall, bracing himself there in case he does hurl. He doesn't want to, not with this person in front of him. Oh, the pride that'll cost him. Especially if it is another Russian, as it appears. There is something, aside from physical appearance, odd about this man before him. The honest confusion in his face or the odd accent, perhaps ]

I am not Ivan. You are?

[ Illya shrugs. This Ivan, who apparently looks startling like him, is one piece of information Miles has on him. It's only fair, from his point of view. ]